Chapter 50 New ways to make money A night lasted only a few hours. Zhou Ling spent all his time trying to figure out the energy called magic in his body. It was not until dawn that he realized that he had forgotten to practice! Her cultivation is still at a low level now. If she practices diligently every day, the speed of her cultivation will increase, although slightly, it will be visible to the naked eye. Now, having wasted a night, Zhou Ling felt very sorry for it. After all, she is now in the world of cultivating immortals, so she still needs to focus on cultivation. "Ling'er, after dinner, do you want to go and watch your mother fight with someone?" Zhou Li hasn't been sleeping recently, following her daughter's example of practicing instead of sleeping. In order to improve her strength a little bit more and get first place in the foundation-building stage of this Taoist competition, she doesn't dare to be lazy in her practice like before. "Mom, I saw your strength yesterday. Although your cultivation is lower than that fairy, I believe that you will win this time. So..." "So Ling'er needs to watch more and observe other cultivators' methods and learn from their experiences." I knew my daughter didn't practice last night and wanted to make up for it this morning. However, the little bit of practice she gained was nothing compared to the experience she gained from watching the competition in the arena, so she was at a loss. Most of the participants in the Taoist competition this time are elite disciples from other sects. After all, there is a longevity pill for the first prize at the line, and the contestants must be of high enough strength to have a chance to compete with others.
It is a grand competition that brings together elite disciples from various sects. If you can be patient and watch the competition, it can actually be considered a great opportunity on the road to becoming an immortal. These elite disciples from other sects will eventually grow up and become Zhou Ling's partners or competitors. No matter what kind of relationship they will develop into in the future, Zhou Ling can find out their methods and strengths earlier, so that he can make more favorable judgments at critical moments. Zhou Ling wanted to take a break and make up for last night's practice, but seeing his mother's firm attitude, he could only nod his head dejectedly and agreed. A night passed and the master still hadn't returned. He didn't even come for breakfast, which showed that he was really dealing with something important. The master hasn't shown up yet, and Zhou Ling doesn't know why, but he always feels a little uneasy. Sitting in the audience seats below the ring, holding the bag of snacks that her mother had stuffed into her hands before she went on stage, Zhou Ling understood what her mother meant. She understood that experience can be learned from fighting. Silently suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Zhou Ling began to focus on the competition on the ring. Yes, this cannot be considered a serious competition in the Taoist competition, because the contestants cannot choose their opponents. In the case of my mother, it can only be considered a friendly exchange between fellow Taoists. Whether they are friendly or not is another matter, but the fact that the conflict between the two sects has been brought to the arena is enough to attract the attention of many people. "I'll take thirty middle-grade spirit stones and defeat Fellow Daoist Huo." "I also want to put pressure on Fellow Daoist Huo." "And me, I don't have many spirit stones with me today, only fifty low-grade spirit stones, all of which I'll bet on Fellow Daoist Huo." While chewing some dried fruit, Zhou Ling pricked up her ears to listen to the small gambling table not far away, and found that someone was idle enough to set up a small gambling game on this small stage. Although the money was small, Zhou Ling seemed to see a large number of spirit stones growing wings and flying towards her! She is the only disciple taught directly by her master, and she is not short of spirit stones. The money given by her master every month and the money distributed by the sect add up to a huge sum of money. But now a new way to make money is about to hit her in the face, who can complain about having too much money? "I'll take one hundred mid-grade spirit stones and bet on Zhou Li to win." Because of her sudden enlightenment, her face has become a celebrity in the entire cultivation world, and most people know her. Those who were placing bets around the small table looked embarrassed when they saw her walking towards them with a smile on her face. Where did this little girl come from? Did she hear everything they said just now, trying to bet on her mother's opponent to win? "This...Okay, please place your bet here." The dealer obviously knew Zhou Ling. When he opened his mouth, he wanted to persuade the girl that spiritual stones were not blown by the wind, and even if she wanted to stand up for her family, she shouldn't waste them like this. But when the words came to his lips, they suddenly took a turn.
The one she is pressuring is not someone else, that is her mother. It is normal for people to give money to her mother to save face. Why should he interfere? After placing the bet, Zhou Ling was in a good mood. Even though the odds of this small bet were not high, there were too many people betting on her mother's opponent to win! Even if she could win one spirit stone from each of them, that would be hundreds of them, enough for her to spend for a while. The competition on the stage had already begun. Zhou Ling simply sat down next to the small gambling table with a bag of snacks in her arms. She had seen her mother's strength before, and she was sure to win this match, so she sat closer so that she could get the spirit stones conveniently later. The two people on the stage fought back and forth, and in just a few breaths, they were inseparable. "Eh? Didn't Fellow Daoist Zhou say that she was only in the initial stage of foundation building? I thought she would be defeated right away, but why is she actually fighting back and forth with Fellow Daoist Huo?" Those who bet on Fellow Daoist Huo to win did not go too far. They also thought that this competition would be over soon and waited to get the money and leave. But the more they watched this match, the more frightened they became. Although the two people on the stage were still fighting fiercely and there was no clear winner, but... this was the strangest point! Although they are both in the foundation-building stage, one is in the early stage and the other in the late stage. Their strengths should be worlds apart. How could they fight for so long without a clear winner? "What's wrong with Brother Huo? Are you willing to give in?" "That's impossible. This is a matter of reputation for both of their sects. They fought so fiercely in the market before. Now that it's on the ring, how can they still give in?" "Huo Ximi! Can you do it? Stop wasting time and finish it quickly because we still have to collect the spirit stones!" Unlike outsiders' blind guesses, this fellow disciple of Fellow Daoist Huo was already a little anxious and shouted towards the stage. Zhou Ling was originally quite calm, until she heard that this fellow Daoist Huo's real name was Huo Ximi... "Hahahaha goose!" Zhou Ling laughed like a goose. What is the name of Fellow Daoist Huo? She actually called for peacemaking! The two people on the stage could naturally hear clearly the noisy discussions and shouts from the audience. But when he heard someone calling out his name, Huo Ximi's face suddenly turned pale, and he almost made a mistake in the seal in his hand. "Why are you shouting? Are you trying to smooth things over?" Unlike Huo Ximi who was fighting with all his might, Zhou Li was still in a comfortable position at the moment, so he had time to ask his opponent in a serious manner. "What does it have to do with you? You people from Zhijian Peak are all bad!" Huo Ximi was so angry that her teeth itched. But the person she was competing with was herself. She knew very well how big the gap between the two of them was. She was about to lose, and she was very anxious. Now, this bitch was about to win, but she was still shamelessly playing tricks on her and trying to provoke her with words! What on earth did she want! (End of this chapter)